The ghost of you,
It's so close,
Yet so far.
You're still in my heart,
Though you're so distant.
I see you.
Your true self,
That's who's in my heart.
I still feel your comfort.
The phantom who stole your body,
He sees me.
He hears me.
He can't love me like you can.
He is the serpent in the Garden of Eden.
You are a man whose heart could be compared to Jesus.
He yells with fire in his eyes,
You lived with only tears in yours.
He is a man who lives in spite.
You are a man who lives in empathy.
Your ghost I do carry with me.
You deserve to be carried.
He may never appreciate that,
But you will.
